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Full Date1884-04-05
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Newspaper TitleThe Capricornian (Rockhampton, Qld. : 1875 - 1929)
Trove TitleIn Days Gone By
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IN DAYS GONE BT.*

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BOLAJfS STOBT (cOntitttud.)

*? Hideous forma, with immense spreading wings, parsaed me. I beard a crash, which teemed to &hake the whole building. A jingling of chains. I knew do more. When ncorered sufficiently to take note of external tilings. I found myself on tbe vestry floor, bathed in blood. Bras-de-fer had done it ; who coold endure the imposition of each a ponderous being unhurt? Bat I recognised on either side of me a friend ; Jerry Meyrick and Hun'*', tbe uextoo, employed in endea

Tooring to stanch tbe bleeding from my ooee. Old Human, who was frae the north, 'The Black North ' as I was in the habit of hearing it called ? for what reason I know not, and was not sufficiently interested to inquire — said, * He has na been here tang, I doot Mr. Meyrick, or he wad hae fond the candles an' spank. It's a maircy be was na in the organ loft. Sich a fa' would hae killed him stooe dead.' ** tjmph 1' said Jerry, ** Yon know the old proverb, Hannan, ' Those who are born to be hong will never drown.' ' ' Ay ! ay — jost «ae,' said the old man. I thought it an on kind speech on Jerry's part, bat was in each a state of bewilderment that I did not notice the remark. They succeeded in stopping the flow of blood. I was conscious of a cold sensation down my spine, which was caused by the big key of the cburcb door, which they had in serted below the spot where Braa-de-fer had gripped me ; that proceeding being held to be ? sovereign and nnfaiiing remedy in. Like cases. I attempted to rise bat was unable without Jerry's assistance. ' He is very weak,' said he. 'So would you too if yon had Br*a-de-Fer sitting on yoar body for two long hours,* said I indig nantly. ' What oq earth's the bairn haverin aboot now ? Who's Bradifer ; I ken nane of the name hereabouts, and I ken maiet »* them? Wha is he!' * He is Fitzurse'e bally and alavey, and nearly smothered me in Sir Kaymon's dost, only for the £**dy Fitzarse I would have died ; though she told Du Vale to drown me in the fosse, like a cast pappy dog.* Jerry held the candle close to my eyes. ? I do not think be is thoroughly awake yet, Hm.ii mi. ' ' Wake, ob he s wake eneuch, Mr. Myrick. It's moidered in his intellect, he is. Well do weel, to tak him out of this to his Bin hame.' 'Where is yoor hat,* said Jerry? 4 They wore no hats.' Every man o* them, only the old scarecrow in the pulpit had helmets on with the vi2-ra down.' 'Hear till him; hear till the ingractons loon, tniaca'in that holy man, the Reverend Doctor BeUens; and be a brither'a son to wit. Eh ! but its awfn. I doot he's no canny. Gome, come, nane of your nonsense. Where is your hat ? ' In the Lord Abbot's ' seat. That's what they were going to kill me for ; for committing sacrilege. ' Did any one ever hear the like. And wha's the Lord Abbott ? ' * I don't know ; I suppose 'twas him was preaching before tbe beantif nl lamps went oat. And he had an apron on too, all gold and jewels.' *Oh dearie me ; ken ye where ye are, ye gowk ye ? ' asked Hannan. ' I'm here, of course, in the vestry of St. Peter's. * Ay you ken that, dir yon? Whose pew were you in to-night ? ' ' The Lord Abbott's ; that's why ? ' Here, I don't want any more of that rabbiah,' eaid Jerry, giving me a real good jii^tring. ? You have been asleep, you imp, and »e have been searching tbe town for you. Your aunt Mary is in hysterics over your absence. Now, where were yon ? If you go oo with any more nonsense, we will abandon you to the bats and owls, and rate ; and you and old Bras de Per may fight it out. Do you know that it is two o'clock ? ' Ob — yea, I heard a cock crow.' ' There's t' ye. there's t' ye ; and, there's no a fool with in a mile, said H^.nn»nt and that's i* tbe Kurnel's yard.' The mention of the Colonel brought a glimmering of reason back to me. ' I be lieve I was iu tbe Tremonl'e pew,' I said. * Why tbe deuce could you not have said so at first.' 'Come oo Hannan ; that ie where his hat is, if we cannot find it we will borrow Sir Raymond's helmet for tbe nonce,' 'Oh, no,' &cre&med L, * I had enough of him.' ?ary precaution, or tbe baU would soon have extiuguished the light They flew about us in hnndreds. As we crossed in front of the chancel, I looked fearfully roond to see if Lady Fitzarse was in her place — a Urge marble slab in tbe side wall, on which she was carved life size, bending over an am, when Hannan opened the pew door, which had slammed to from the draughts, he ex claimed, ' May the Lord preserve us I whatna ploy is this ? My certie I maou redd up here betimes, or the Colonel may tak it roto'n head to come in, as be does whiles, being anc o' the Kirkwardens ' The pew presented an appear ance the reverse of orderly ; cushions, hassocks, and rugt were mingled with cvrpeta and books to a heap oo the floor. Under* Death all was my hat. We departed , bnt not onto I was safely escooced iu my aunt's bouse did I realise that I had been dreaming. I was received with joy as one returned from the grave. My aunt was commencing to hold forth on tbe enormity of my tranii gTeasiou. When the first ebullition of feeling had subsided, Jerry interposed, ' 1 would not ?cold him. Ma'am ; old Brat-de-Fer has given him a caution oot to sleep in my lord abbot's pew again.' My aunt looked at him, over her Sold spectacles, as if she thought he had been bereft of senses. Pleading the lateness of the hour, he made his escape horridly, and I went to bed. Being uncomfortably conscuras that I bad made a fool of myself, I wa* reticent oo the score of my adventures on Chriatmna night. Aye ! you may laugh, you fallowa, list four weess afterwards I seemed to ta«te * Written for the Capneornian bja jcadlsBsa f long and vaxied eoluntafeapeneoce.

6ir Raymond's dost with my food, * and to hear Rtzore's fearful voice in my dream.' 'Bat this is what be calls, a thrilling short story, n— said Sims,' I vole we cobb himw— No, 'eaid Jacqi.es, ' he is not accountable. I am of Hannan's opinion ; — the lad is moidered in his intellect. That hsa been hie normal state ever since his meeting with Bras-de-Fer.' ' How about Georgy f said Roland. ' Oh ! I fulfilled my promise to myself, I t«*ld her my experiences, and as she expressed some doubt, I showed the identical urn.' * * ' Was even such a fiction evoked from plum pudding and brandy sauce T* said Sims. ?* Yo-i ' said Peter ; ' My word ! Bodgeree that fella brandy saw ; Micky Mac been gib it along a me.' ' Why ! You libel on humanity do yon mean to say you have tasted such & thing V* '* My word ; plenty that gib it long a 44 Now Skipper,' said Bolan, 'the call is with me. Reeve your jawing tackle, take a poll on your remembrance, and give na a leaf out of your log book.' ' Bless my stars, what a flow of language nautical ?' said Sims, ' I really think another hoar or two of Brasnie-Fer would be of service to him.** (To be continued)